With the radiator out and the generator removed, the next step specified by the shop manual is:
4. Remove the battery cable and ammeter wire from the starter switch terminal. On vehicles equipped with push button starter [like Green], remove battery and ammeter wire from large terminal on solenoid and starter switch wire from small terminal. Tape ends of battery cable to prevent possibility of shorting.
Now, let’s face it—Green hasn’t turned over in years. I seriously doubt that there is a single free electron in the battery anywhere. Digression for personal story.
One day on Hilltop, Grandpa and I climbed in the truck for some errand. To those of you who remember, it was parked nose-in by the path leading from the house to the corral. For some reason the starter would not crank at all. Grandpa was driving and told me to go get the jumper cables and hook up the battery while he went to get his massive white Lincoln (Grandma had the black one), yelling back at me as he shuffled off “it’s under your feet!” Now, knowing full well what an automotive battery looked like and how it worked, I knew the battery wasn’t under my feet, it was beside the engine. I got the cables from the garage and raised Green’s hood to hook up the battery. I looked inside–and couldn’t see a battery anywhere. Beginning to feel that Grandpa would think I was an inept city kid, I hunted high and low through the engine compartment. By this time Grandpa eased up his roaring Lincoln between green and the overgrown fitzer (juniper) bushes that bordered the pasture, expecting me to just hook everything up and get going. One of the hardest things I ever had to do was to admit to my grandfather that I could not see the battery anywhere. I felt really embarrassed. By then I was seated inside, so I closed the door slightly so he could pull the nose of the Lincoln up alongside the passenger door. Then he shuffled over in his straw hat, smacked my legs with a “git out’th way”, no doubt thinking his oldest grandson was an inept city kid—and moved the passenger-side floor mat (Green had one at that point). On the floor was a handle for a rectangular pull panel. I was speechless—the battery was inside the cab after all.
Some time later, I remember, Green got a new battery. I remember, because I had to heft it into place; Grandpa knew hard work as a farm kid, but Grandpa didn’t heft things at that point in time. Forty years later, I’m sure this is the same battery. It will absolutely have to be replaced, so I might as well pull it entirely. Green has not had a floor mat in decades, so the battery panel is simple enough to find, just inside the passenger door.
The battery is held in place by a frame which is screwed down on either end. The metal was corroded badly enough that it required a goodly portion of WD-40 to loosen things enough to get the nuts off the threaded rods. Once that was done, removing the retaining frame was a matter of lifting it off.
My lower back has bothered me for better than a year now, so it was now my turn to get someone younger to do the work. Son 2 lifted out the battery for me that I am pretty sure I set in place in 1975. That is a bit of a challenge and I was grateful to leave it to a younger soul.
Notice the knockouts on the top that record the date. The 5 has been pulled out, so since Green almost certainly did not get a battery in 1985 (no one was spending a dime on him at that point), I’m sure it dates to the encounter described above.